Concubine is polite

Chapter 394 The So-Called Transaction (1)

Rubbing her neck, Xi Yan stood up, unable to comprehend her behavior of sleeping by the window.Even if he was too tired and fell asleep, it was impossible to sleep in a place that made him feel so uncomfortable.

Xi Yan looked herself up and down, and found that the edge of her shoes was still stained with fresh dirt.Obviously this is not something that can be found in the house.Moving her sore limbs, Xi Yan only remembered that she went into the room and looked at the night, and then... had no memory.

Is it sleepwalking?still……

"Miss, are you waiting for your husband if you haven't rested so late?"

Xi Yan regained consciousness and was hugged by Su Qinghe.Does he want to be so narcissistic?It really hasn't changed at all.

"I...have you been away for a long time?"

Su Qinghe was a little strange, "Shouldn't the lady be more aware of this? Have you already slept?" But she didn't look like she had gone to bed.

Su Qinghe asked Xiyan such a rhetorical question, and felt that it was difficult to speak.Let Su Qinghe know his strange situation, he will definitely be worried.What if it was just my own illusion?Or investigate it yourself.

"I, I accidentally fell asleep on my stomach just now. You came back just after waking up. That's why I don't know how long you've been out."

Xi Yan would indeed be like this, Su Qinghe had no doubt about him.Besides, he hadn't been away for a short time.Xiyan really cares about it, and it's still her own fault. "Of course I went out for a while, and then I came back."

Su Qinghe has a very obvious smell of rouge.This smell, if I remember correctly, should be Wu Qingcheng's.Is he with her?Otherwise, how could it be contaminated with such an obvious taste.

Xiyan didn't make it clear.Breaking free from Su Qinghe's arms, she climbed onto the bed and hugged the quilt. "I'm tired and asleep."

Su Qinghe looked at his empty arms, and was speechless for a moment.Just getting ready for bed.

"You, wash up before going to bed. It stinks to death." Xiyan's muffled voice came from under the quilt.

Su Qinghe pulled his sleeve and put it in front of his nose to sniff.Hmm, it really stinks.

Touched his nose.Is his wife jealous?I don't know why, but every time I am scolded by a lady, I feel very happy.

"My lady, why don't you wash it for me? It's cleaner this way."

"Get lost." Xi Yan resisted the urge to throw something at him.

When Su Qinghe returned to the room again, Xiyan had already fallen asleep.All over the place occupying the position of a large bed.Her clothes were messy, her jet-black hair covered the entire pillow, and her small face was still vaguely dissatisfied.

Su Qinghe went to bed gently, hugging Xiyan naturally.Xi Yan also seemed to feel something, she also restrained her limbs in her deep sleep, and crawled towards the warm embrace.Even rubbed comfortably.

Sigh helplessly.With the warmth and warmth in his arms, he can do what he wants to do with confidence.But Xiyan's current body...he endured it.Su Qinghe felt that if he continued to endure like this, he would really be overwhelmed.

Stop thinking about it.Su Qinghe gently kissed Xiyan's forehead, tightened her embrace, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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The so-called Martial League Conference, where gangs compete directly one-on-one.Participating factions use lottery to determine their opponents.A sect can send multiple disciples to challenge multiple times, the losers will be eliminated, and the winners will stand by.

The sect masters of each faction can directly participate in the defending competition and accept the challenge from anyone.

The wheel battle until only one person is left in the sect that sent many disciples to participate.Then the remaining people draw lots again and randomly get opponents.Survival of the fittest is the same, until there is only one player left in the game, and the game is over.

(End of this chapter)